shiver me timbers

I have so much shit to do.

It's been backing up for DAYS. But see, my bed? OMG so comfortable. And the fluffy down comforter? It's irresistible. I have no desire to get out of bed into the cold. Not when I can hunker down with my laptop and my ridiculous kitty. There are only two motivations to get out of bed. The urge to pee. And Hobbsie's selfish insistence that I feed him. But I did that already and now, I just want to hunker down.

( So, list of shit I am not doing by choosing to hibernate? )

i wish i had a lust-icon

Um. Colin Firth. Naked. In a bathtub. Purrrr.

Someone in the ever-delightful colinfirth has posted 18 amazing pictures. I want to crawl into his lap in the 13th shot. I can even forgive him for wearing purple in some of the photos. Because he is so beautiful and can do no wrong.

I think number 9 is my favorite. I want to tackle him. And um, other things I shan't detail.

How is there so much hotness in one mortal man? I don't understand.

*paws frantically at screen*

WANT!! NEED!! MUST HAVE!!

still chatty

So decided the one thing I absolutely HAD to do was go to the damn market so I could start making my contribution to tonight's party. In fact, after I hit send, I shall go boil some potatoes.

Poor brabble is sick, so I'm going to make her some chicken noodle soup. I bought cranberry juice and saltines. Shit, should have bought some Puffs Plus. I hate it when the people I love are sick and want to bundle them up and fuss over them until they are annoyed to the point of wellness! *beam*

Once the potatoes and chicken bones are boiling, I should do some dishes and laundry and straightening up and NOT dive under the covers again. Nein! Not allowed under covers until I'm ready for bed tonight.

I've also been oddly yearning for a tunafish sandwich for DAYS. It's utterly bizarre. I have no idea where this is coming from. I like tunafish okay, but not like in a desperate, frantic manner. I bought some tunafish at the store and will have some shortly so I'm not famished at the party and knocking people over to steal their food.

It's so much easier to sit here and TYPE about all the shit I need to do than to actually start.

Sigh.

Okay, okay. Enough!!

(ps I also bought some frosted mini-wheats *glee*)

what. the. fuck.

This election is a fucking disgrace.

I can't remember where I got this link, but it makes me so fucking angry.

Does the Bush Administration really think this country will let them hijack another election? Don't they realize that after the fraud in 2000, people are more vigilant, more watchful, and more determined to prevent that from happening again? I don't think Kerry would step aside the way Gore did, either. I still wish Gore hadn't, but as the situation was pretty unprecedented, I can see that he tried to do the best he could at the time.

God. Between this, the actual shredding of democratic voter registration, the stealing of democratic absentee ballots, the misleading of voters everywhere--I'm freaking out. And omfg, worst of all, what if their dirty tricks prove successful?

I know this administration has lied and cheated and raped the American people for which they claim to stand, but christ on a motherfucking pony. There is a limit. What am I saying? We left the limit far behind. How do these people fucking sleep at night?

I just signed up to do phone-banking for ACT, Pam, so I'm earning my right to bitch.

Also from desdenova's blog:

Do you know where your polling place is? If not, find out without having to call the Board of Elections:

https://electionimpact2.votenet.com/dnc/pollboothlocator.cfm